on the last good day we went swimming. we kissed underwater where the chlorine burned my eyes and for a moment i could pretend the tears didnt come from you. the water distorted my view of you, of us and i could pretend for a moment the shimmer of the sun in the water was magic, that we were magic

in this moment we are children, i can forget how much growing up we had to do for each other, that i have aged a lifetime with you. in this moment magic is real and your kisses are sweet as the candy i collected at easter and we are a chorus of laughter louder than my childhood playground. in this moment we cling to each other as though our lives depend on it. you think they do

if i had told you this would be our last good day you not would have believed me